It’s Gonna Be Alright

One Love: The Very Best of Bob Marley & The Wa...
One Love: The Very Best of Bob Marley & The Wailers (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

The Guesthouse

This being human is a guest house.
Every morning a new arrival.

A joy, a depression, a meanness,
some momentary awareness comes
as an unexpected visitor.

Welcome and entertain them all!
Even if they’re a crowd of sorrows,
who violently sweep your house
empty of its furniture,
still, treat each guest honorably.
He may be clearing you out
for some new delight.

The dark thought, the shame, the malice,
meet them at the door laughing,
and invite them in.

Be grateful for whatever comes,
because each has been sent
as a guide from beyond.

— Jelaluddin Rumi,
translation by Coleman Barks

Thanks to my fellow blogger at BeBeautifulandDance for letting me share the above poem. His original post is here, Rumi Moment of the Week — Meet Me At The Door Laughing by

Cause every little thing is gonna be all right?

There’s construction going on across the street. It sounds a little like the hitting of a heavy bell. It’s just a man hitting metal with a large hammer, but I hear the bell. Bam. Bam. Bam. That type of guest is the easier type to handle. The gentle swishing of traffic that moves like waves against the shore.

Compared to the week before of irritations and unpreventable arguments of everyday life, this is good. But I think Rumi may be talking about accepting and befriending even the irritations and bullies of the everyday, not just the sandy beaches of my barricaded relaxation time. Letting even the bad flow through, as well as the good. Yeah, I lock myself in. I close the door as much as I possibly can, because even the saints must get rid of rodents and bad fruit. Weekends are my cleaning moments. My coming to terms with this crazy world space. It’s me time.

Rumi is good thinking poetry. Let me know what you think in the comments. Here are some of my current interests.

  • #Beinggrateful – just that. Finding one thing to be thankful for. I’m so glad it’s not raining or whatever…you name it. Post it on twitter today. #Beinggrateful
  • Sam Harris – Mindfulness Meditation (no religion involved)
  • Waking Up by Sam Harris book a guide to spirituality without religion
  • Planning a summer vacation. I’m thinking of the beach. Maybe Louisiana. Browsing online is fun.
  • Bob Marley music. I’m listening to his music on Soundcloud.com. A friend at work, a co-conspirator in the beach dreaming, reminded me of his music and I can’t get it out of my head. “One love…”
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What Am I Afraid Of?

Scared child

What am i afraid of? What scares me the most?  What do I not want to admit to anyone?

I’m afraid of the embarrassing walk of shame. Of stating something big and living in the shadow of it.

I’m uncomfortable with being large, bold, and loud. I’m afraid of being noticed. Of standing out of the crowd, but yet it is one thing I want. I do want noticed and so does everyone. We want at least one or two others to notice our uniqueness or our special beauty. That dreamy eyed guy or the hot one across the room. Yeah I want that. If someone introduced me to Enrique Iglesias, I would be afraid to say hello. It scares me. If someone promoted my book and people were lining up for me to sign it, that scares me.

I’m afraid of the performance.  If I am called on to state exactly what I believe and why, I get mushy and wishy-washy, because it scares me to boldly state my case.

Intense focus, “this is what I believe and why” scares me. Not having scientific proof or someone else’s studies to back me up is scary. Obscurity and generality are easy. I kinda sorta feel this way. In my opinion it looks like this. Nailing it down, that’s difficult.

The thought of limiting myself to one endeavor the rest of my life terrifies me. The thought of being trapped is the same.English: Words associated with Fear

There are those who are focused and do one thing well. Then we, the scattered, enjoy a variety of events happening at one time. I often have 3 or more books with different genres started all at once. I finish them, because I like the variety. When I am asked to pick only one activity that I would want to devote myself to, I come up blank.

Malcolm Gladwell speaks of being taught to “Do many things and none of them well.”

Journalist Malcolm Gladwell has thought about stereotypes. Growing up in Ontario to an English father and Jamaican mother, he became one of the top sprinters in his age-group and he noticed that a surprising number of the most successful runners in Canada were from Jamaica. It got him wondering about the relationship between race and athletic success, and he’s pretty sure his initial ideas were wrong.

http://www.radiolab.org/2008/dec/15/race-and-medicine/

It is quite a surprise when you hear what truth is regarding the better athletes according to Malcolm Gladwell. It wasn’t what I would have thought.

Which reminds me of  “IRRATIONAL FEARS AND FADED MEMORIES”.

(warning: video below has 4 letter words)